Shiny Black Bottom.

Cor! All that humanhowling was loud this morning! And the boomboombowls and dingdingdisks must have been super naughty because the manhuman inside that see-through room was wallopping them mega hard with sticks! I just settled down for a snooze on the carpet under the seats. It was OK down there.

The workywalkies to and from church were both quite short but pleasant. The fireball was warming up my black fur rather nicely - and I got a little tiny freerun on the very last stretch along the towpath on the way home.

After lunch (theirs - not mine. Huff!), I took Daddy walkies across Bumingham to the train station. We found a manhuman behind a window and Daddy did some yacketying with him, then got some little rectangles.

Next came a short cruise. It was rather pleasant having a ride on the back deck and watching all the familiar bits of towpath glide by. We are now on a new mooring where floatyboatyhome is behind cage doors again. Mummy says it is ready to go into something called drydock tomorrow for something called bottom blacking. Well...you can't beat a nice shiny black bottom!

This evening I took Daddy out again so that I could do what a doggy simply must do. (It seems that a Daddy simply must do a load of yacketying too!). When we got back, Mummy was packing things into a wheeliecase again......Uh...oh.....

Photo of me lying down under the chairs at church.